Sword Vein

It was Old Luo who spoke.

"Little Hei Zi?"

The steward trembled when he hadn't heard that name in a long time and turned around.

He looked confusedly behind Wang Yue, then his gaze gradually turned to shock: "Luo Xingyun? Master?"

"Master, you're back!"

The steward excitedly approached Old Luo and grabbed his arm.

"Alright, alright, you're grabbing me like this at your age!"

Old Luo pushed the steward away.

Old Luo looked at Lu Changfeng and the others and introduced, "This kid is my disciple, named Li Hei."

"Master, you have no idea how badly our branch was ostracized after you left."

"It's considered good that I was assigned to be a steward in the outer sect."

"Several of my fellow disciples have even been expelled from the sect," Li Hei began to complain.

Old Luo frowned upon hearing this: "What about that Zhao Xingtian kid?"

"Junior Brother Zhao."

"Junior Brother Zhao has joined the main lineage and has already been designated as the successor to the Sect Master," Li Hei gritted his teeth and said.

Old Luo's expression turned somewhat dark.

"Have Zhao Xingtian come to see me. Just tell him I'm back."

Li Hei cupped his hands, "I'll go call him now."

Old Luo sat on the chair, looking melancholic, and poured himself a cup of tea, downing it in one gulp.

Wang Yue's eyes darted around, naturally realizing that her family's Muscle Tendon Transformation Worshipper was likely not simple. She sidled up and asked, "Worshipper Luo, so you're actually from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect!"

Old Luo glanced at Wang Yue and said, "I know what you're thinking. Since I've come personally, there's no problem with Wang Shao joining the outer sect of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect."

"If he wants to enter the inner sect, that will depend on his own abilities."

Wang Yue immediately pulled Wang Shao over to kowtow to Old Luo.

Old Luo raised his hand and stopped her.

Lu Changfeng, on the side, also hesitated. Should he ask Old Luo for a favor and join the Xuanyuan Sword Sect too?

Just then, Li Hei returned.

"Master. Junior Brother Zhao said he doesn't want to see you."

Old Luo's face turned ashen.

"Good kid."

"Which lineage is the main lineage of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect now?" Old Luo asked.

"It's the Xing Yi lineage," Li Hei replied.

The Xuanyuan Sword Sect had three lineages: Dou Zhuan, Xing Yi, and Gan Yue.

Whichever lineage's disciple held the position of the current Sect Master, their branch would be the main lineage of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect for that term, holding all the power of the sect.

Old Luo was silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "So I was being schemed against from beginning to end!"

"Li Hei, there's no problem with this kid joining the outer sect of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, right?"

Li Hei nodded, "I can still make decisions on this matter."

"Then that's how it will be."

Old Luo got up and walked towards the door.

"Master, where are you going?"

"I'm going to see the Old Residence. Is that okay?"

"That place has already been converted into residences for outer sect disciples, Master," Li Hei said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Old Luo stopped in his tracks, "Forget it, then I'll just go down the mountain."

"Oh right, which lineage are you a disciple of now?"

Li Hei took a deep breath and replied, "Master, I've already switched to cultivating the Dou Zhuan heart method and joined the Dou Zhuan lineage."

Old Luo walked down the mountain without looking back.

Lu Changfeng and Wang Yue exchanged glances. Finally, they waited until Wang Yue had made arrangements for Wang Shao.

Only then did they chase down the mountain.

Although the process was complicated, the purpose of this trip had been successfully achieved. Wang Shao had been accepted into the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Lu Changfeng and Wang Yue found Old Luo at a tea stall at the foot of the mountain.

The old fellow was already drinking again.

Lu Changfeng and Wang Yue sat down beside him, one on his left and one on his right.

Old Luo took a sip of wine and began to explain slowly.

It turned out that Old Luo was once the foremost person in the Gan Yue lineage of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

He was once a strong contender for the position of Sect Master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

"Among the three lineages of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, the sword techniques of our Gan Yue lineage are the most difficult to cultivate, and they also have the highest requirements for sword technique talent."

"Therefore, the Gan Yue lineage always has the fewest disciples, but they can often easily crush martial artists of the same level."

"After the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was divided into three lineages, the position of Sect Master was basically always held by the Gan Yue lineage."

"The problem lies with my Master. He was clearly about to succeed the Sect Master position, but he chose to betray the sect and join the demonic path, the Yanyue Sect."

"On the day he betrayed the sect, he killed many elders and also struck me with a palm, injuring my bone structure."

Lu Changfeng, on the side, felt a stir in his heart upon hearing this. The interface showed that Old Luo's bone structure was Grade A Mid.

To still maintain Grade A Mid bone structure after being injured, it seemed Old Luo's previous bone structure was indeed extraordinary, worthy of being a candidate for the Young Sect Master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

Speaking up to this point, Old Luo paused and continued.

Although he was also a victim, others in the sect did not see it that way. They all believed that Old Luo was his Master's most favored direct disciple and must have been an accomplice.

The rumors grew louder and louder, eventually leading to a crazy demand: annihilate the Gan Yue lineage.

In the end, it was only when Old Luo voluntarily left the sect that this voice was silenced.

"Looking back now, it was the Dou Zhuan and Xing Yi lineages who feared I would continue to succeed the Sect Master position, so they used this opportunity to deal with me."

"If I had been more assertive, perhaps the Gan Yue lineage would not have ended up like this."

Old Luo swallowed another mouthful of wine.

He gently gripped the long sword on the table.

"You two, hurry and leave while the fight hasn't started yet."

Wang Yue was slightly taken aback. Lu Changfeng, since cultivating the [Heavenly Body Tempering Blade Technique], had become more astute, and had already detected overlapping footsteps around the tea stall.

"Let's go!"

Lu Changfeng grabbed Wang Yue, who was completely bewildered, and they headed towards Luocheng.

A figure slowly walked over from a distance, blocking Lu Changfeng's path: "You are not allowed to leave until you find what you're looking for."

"Zhao Xingtian, let them leave. The item is with me," Old Luo's voice came from afar.

Lu Changfeng stopped, maintaining his distance. So this guy was Zhao Xingtian.

He must be Old Luo's disciple from the Xuanyuan Sword Sect.

The information of the young man before him had already appeared on the interface.

Name: Zhao Xingtian

Bone Structure: Grade A Upper

Talent: High-grade Talent [Sword Vein]

Lu Changfeng's eyelids twitched slightly. Another high-grade sword-related talent.

Before setting out on this trip, Lu Changfeng's copy interface had already refreshed. He had deliberately kept it uncopied, wasn't it for this very moment?

After thinking for a moment, Lu Changfeng cupped his hands towards the young man: "So you are the Young Sect Master of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, it's an honor to meet you! We are from the Wang Family of Fengcheng. Old Luo and I are friends despite the age difference. You must be the disciple he often mentions with pride, right?"

Lu Changfeng stepped forward and extended his hand, intending to shake hands and copy.

Zhao Xingtian's eyelids twitched fiercely. Pride? A disciple he often mentioned?

"You and... friends despite the age difference?"

Lu Changfeng's hand was already extended. Zhao Xingtian did not take it, but he did not seem awkward. He nodded: "Old Luo and I often drink and play chess. Old Luo often mentions you to me."

Zhao Xingtian extended his hand and shoved Lu Changfeng away, stopping him from speaking further.

"Get lost!"

Lu Changfeng stumbled back from the push.